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My head pops up, wanting to believe the estion Would Dad be okay on his own back in Sydney? Ihe really needs help with Sure, I cook for him, but that’s so we don’t starve Dad was never the best cook Otherwise, the infection he had three weeks ago notwithstanding, his physical health is actually pretty good He’s even out walking a few miles each day

"Stay here?" I ask, just to clarify what Hawke is saying Or lean if there is any vested interest on his part

"Why not?" he throws back with a sht? Like the area?"

I nod, because it’s all true

"You like rin, and his hands drop ainst the denierated eye roll, I lean over and give hiuess I kind of like you"

"Oh, you like o aroundmy neck

I more than like you, I think to myself I love you In fact, I’ you

But those are all sentiet spoken

Chapter 23

Hawke

Jesus, Vale looks a down past her shoulders S pink that I know tastes like peaches because I snuck in a quick kiss not too long ago

Speaking of lips

Those sao and I haven’t been able to get that ie out of ht atup, it didn’t takefour days before I’d see her again, I fucked her long and slow, prolonging the experience by pulling out anytiot close That ing lust that was actually ht have broken loriously a third tiht around hers, eventually settling into the usual spooning position we adopted all those years ago